[Chapter 531: Sorry for hitting someone too hard and killing him]

In front of everyone, Yang Yiyu crushed Han Jiulin’s sword energy talisman out of thin air.

What’s going on?

Could the sword energy talisman refined by the strong man in the virtual realm be a fake?

It was crushed by Yang Yiyu’s bare hands?

Obviously, Han Jiulin’s sword energy talisman could not be a fake, but Yang Yiyu was too abnormal.

Even Ling Xuzi, Master Miaoyin, and Old Monk Wuyou took a deep breath in their hearts. None of the three of them dared to take the sword energy talisman of the strong man in the virtual realm with bare hands, let alone crush it directly? How

abnormal strength does it take?

The most shocked and frightened person was probably Han Jiulin himself. When Yang Yiyu tried to grab his sword energy talisman with his bare hands, Han Jiulin had only one thought in his mind, Yang Yiyu was dead.

However, he was the one who was terrified. He never thought that Yang Yiyun would crush his sword qi talisman.

This was a sword qi talisman made by a virtual realm expert. The seal inside was the sword intention of the virtual realm. How could it be crushed by Yang Yiyun?

Han Jiulin’s mind stopped turning at that moment. His worldview collapsed. Then Han Jiulin was shrouded in fear. Although he didn’t want to believe it, this was the fact. His sword qi talisman was not only taken by Yang Yiyun with his bare hands, but also crushed directly.

For Han Jiulin, there was nothing more terrifying in the world than this. An idea that he couldn’t believe and imagine came to his mind.

Could it be that Yang Yiyun already had a cultivation comparable to that of the virtual realm?

Otherwise, how could he crush the sword qi talisman made by a virtual realm expert at will?

Han Jiulin’s whole body was soaked in cold sweat. He immediately felt a breath from Yang Yiyun locking him directly. Han Jiulin, whose soul was about to come out, did not hesitate to step back because he felt the danger of death.

The biggest support on his body was instantly disintegrated by Yang Yiyu. Can he still resist the evil and perverted Yang Yiyu?

Han Jiulin didn’t have the slightest confidence.

The reaction was very fast, but it was too late after all. Yang Yiyu stretched out his hand and grabbed directly at his chest.

Whether it was the speed or the powerful and palpitating breath emanating from Yang Yiyu’s hand, Han Jiulin’s heart collapsed.

Virtual realm~

Definitely virtual realm…

This was the roar of Han Jiulin’s inner collapse.

At this moment, Han Jiulin’s courage was broken. Facing Yang Yiyu’s powerful grab, although he retreated quickly, he couldn’t dodge it.

Obviously Yang Yiyu attacked him from the front, but Han Jiulin said that he found that Yang Yiyu’s grab was all around him, and he couldn’t dodge at all.

This made Han Jiulin almost desperate.

If he had known that Yang Yiyu had such strength, he would never show off. This kid is simply an evil and pervert.

Yang Yiyun didn’t know that Han Jiulin was almost collapsing at this moment, but he could see from Han Jiulin’s pale face that he had lost his will to fight.

In a life-and-death fight, the will to fight is extremely important. Once a person loses his will to fight, it means that he will definitely lose, or die.

Looking at Han Jiulin, Yang Yiyun smiled and grabbed Han Jiulin’s right hand. The flash of silver light had a transparent color, and he felt more and more the dominance of the hand bones of the Tongbi ape.

The three hand bone magical powers of picking stars, catching the moon, and stealing the sky have not been used yet. Just using the power of the hand bones, you can pinch the sword qi talisman of the strong man in the virtual realm, making Han Jiulin lose his mind. The ancient martial arts master who has reached the ninth level of the innate perfection collapsed in a straight line under the power of his hand bones. Such a powerful hand bone attack gave Yang Yiyun a strong illusion that he could really pick stars and catch the moon.

Taking advantage of Han Jiulin’s inner collapse and losing his will to fight, Yang Yiyun suddenly grabbed his chest with force.

“Puff~”

Everyone widened their eyes and saw Yang Yiyu’s right hand severely injure Han Jiulin’s chest.

Han Jiulin is a congenital ninth-level great perfection~

Among the hundreds of congenital ancient warriors in the whole valley, there are only eight people who have reached the congenital ninth-level great perfection, or these eight people are even the top people in the entire ancient martial arts world.

But now, Han Jiulin, one of the eight, was severely injured in the chest by Yang Yiyu’s bare hands.

Many people did not see how Yang Yiyu attacked, but only saw Yang Yiyu stretched out his hand and stabbed Han Jiulin suddenly, and then severely injured Han Jiulin’s chest.

In the eyes of many people, Han Jiulin was too late to dodge, as if waiting for Yang Yiyu to pierce him. In fact, everyone understands that it is not that Han Jiulin did not dodge, but that Yang Yiyu’s attack speed is too fast.

Everyone just saw a flash of silver light when Yang Yiyu raised his hand, and the next second Han Jiulin was severely injured in the chest.

However, in the eyes of Ling Xuzi, Master Miaoyin, Old Monk Wuyou, and Mu Daoran, several masters, they knew that Yang Yiyu’s fast speed was only one of the reasons. Han Jiulin did not dodge because he was locked by Yang Yiyu’s aura, etc.

“Bang~”

The next moment, Han Jiulin fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, his clothes were still open.

So far, Han Jiulin was killed by Yang Yiyu.

The whole body was silent, and you could hear a pin drop, and it was dead silent.

A master of the ninth level of the innate perfection was killed by Yang Yiyu in the blink of an eye.

At this time, everyone had a question in their mind, could Yang Yiyu be a virtual realm strength?

Among those who had this idea were Ling Xuzi and others.

Mu Daoran, the old lama, and Ding Changfeng were

all pale. They never thought that Yang Yiyu would be so powerful. The contempt and hatred just now disappeared, replaced by fear. Since Yang Yiyu could kill Han Jiulin in seconds, he could kill the three of them in seconds.

This time, they wanted to unite and use the wheel tactics to trick Yang Yiyu. Now, they have lost more than they gain. With the death of Han Jiulin, the strength of the alliance of the four sects has been greatly reduced.

And Yang Yiyu’s entry into the top circle of the ancient martial arts world is a foregone conclusion.

Mu Daoran and the other two looked uglier than each other.

At this moment, the field remembered Yang Yiyu’s faint words. There was no arrogance in his voice, but it was full of incomparable and powerful self-confidence.

Facing the middleman Ling Xuzi and Chen Yunfeng from Tiangang Mountain, Yang Yiyu said: “I’m sorry that I used too much force to kill someone, but this can’t be blamed on me, right? There is no eye in martial arts~”

After Yang Yiyu finished speaking, the disciples of Yinyue Sect almost fainted with anger.

Do you have to be so pretentious?

What do you mean by using too much force to kill someone? What do you mean by fists and feet are speechless? You obviously did it on purpose, okay?

Although Yang Yiyu’s words were pretentious and deserved a beating, no one in the field dared to contradict him now.

There is no way. From ancient times to the present, the ancient martial arts world has always been ruled by the rule that the strong are respected. Whoever has the bigger fist is the truth.

There was fear and awe in the eyes of some people in the field looking at Yang Yiyu… Everyone’s thoughts were very complicated.

Killing Han Jiulin completely laid a memorial for Yang Yiyu’s status in the ancient martial arts world.

Facing Yang Yiyu’s pretentious words, Chen Yunfeng of Tiangang Mountain, who had come to his senses, swallowed his saliva and said, “This matter was caused by Han Jiulin, so don’t blame Fellow Daoist Yang.”

“Yes, that’s what I meant. I invited Fellow Daoist Yang to participate in the opening of the secret place today because I know that Fellow Daoist Yang has extraordinary strength. Although Yunmen was established not long ago, as far as I know, Yunmen now has no less than 70 or 80 innate ancient warriors, and its overall strength is no less than that of the ancient sects. So I suggested that Fellow Daoist Yang join the opening of the secret place. He has the strength and qualifications.”

At this time, even Ling Xuzi’s tone was sincere.

Yang Yiyu secretly sighed in his heart. In the reality of the ancient martial arts world, one’s absolute status is ultimately determined by one’s own strength.

After casting a thankful look at Ling Xuzi, Yang Yiyu narrowed his eyes and focused his gaze on Mu Daoran of Qingcheng, the old lama of the Secret Sect Temple, and Ding Changfeng of the Divine Sect.

When Yang Yiyu looked over, Mu Daoren and the other two looked away very unnaturally, not daring to look at Yang Yiyu at all. At this moment, they regarded Yang Yiyu as a real killing god who should not be provoked. Now, even if they provoked him, they would not be able to defeat him, which was no different from asking for humiliation.

Seeing the expressions of Mu Daoren and the other two, Yang Yiyu felt very happy and said calmly: “Who among you three still refuses to accept? Or if you all refuse to accept, you can stand up now. I am waiting for you three old immortals to instruct me? If you still refuse to accept, just stand up~”

(End of this chapter)